Ji Ziming did this purely to make Pei Ge forget about the harm he had caused her. As her pants would cause friction, she chose a beige silk dress. The loose-fitting dress accentuated her fair skin.
"Ge Ge, are you feeling better?"
Ji Ziming asked gently as he stood behind her and zipped up her dress.
"I feel better, but you must remember not to touch me for a month."
There was a smug look in Pei Ge's eyes. She would not believe that Ji Ziming would not touch her for a month, even if she was beaten to death. If he did not touch her for a month, it was very likely that either of them would die.
No one wanted to see such an outcome.
"I understand. I thought that I would be gentler to you."
Ji Ziming did not notice that Pei Ge's smile quickly returned to normal. The smugness in her eyes also returned to normal when he turned to look at her.
"Ge Ge, are you done packing?"
